Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The competition began without any suspense. Everyone watched and laughed, waiting to see Yi Chi fail in the first round.

The teardrop-shaped girl and the purple-robed young man both practiced magic, and after a few moves between them, Yu Qinghuan could tell who was the better of them.

When the purple-robed youth used Meteor Blasting, she crossed her arms and commanded: "Kun Er, cover the ground to make a prison."

This move is very basic, the spell is short and can be cast almost instantly.

The girl with teardrop mole moved as instructed, changing her moves and easily avoiding the meteor burns. In the blink of an eye, dozens of blood thorns sprang out of the ground and bound towards the dumbfounded young man in purple.

Once the true teachings are revealed, you will know whether they are effective or not.

This sudden move was so swift that the boy had no time to dodge and his defeat was almost certain.

Yu Qinghuan spread his hands and looked at Yi Chi with great enthusiasm.

Everyone was already laughing and cracking melon seeds. Xiao Buyi couldn't wait to laugh, "People still need to have some self-knowledge. If you want to reach the sky in one step, you will only fall harder."

Xi Lingyi's expression changed slightly.

At this moment, the figure of the purple-clothed young man suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had exchanged positions with the girl with the tear mole. The girl was bound by thorns and looked confused.

Yu Qinghuan and the young man in purple were also confused.

Crowd of people eating melon seeds: "What happened?"

“Shadows are twins!”

"Huh? Are you kidding me? This kind of body-swapping technique must be activated before the opponent casts a spell. It's like predicting the opponent's movement one step ahead!"

"It's definitely not Yi Chi's order. It must be a coincidence for that young man?"

"Do you see his expression as if he knows what he is doing..."

Everyone looked at the purple-clothed boy's stupid expression and was silent for a moment. "So how did she know what Yu Qinghuan was going to do? It's probably just a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

Lord Lingyun narrowed his eyes, smiled gently, and gave an answer.

"I'm afraid Yi Chi has carefully watched every duel of Qing Huan and knows her spellcasting style very well, so he can predict it in advance."

Lord Lingyun is a Confucianist and a Buddhist. His affirmation immediately forced everyone to believe it even if they didn't believe it.

Someone forced an explanation: "This...at most it's just a good memory, which is nothing."

Yu Qinghuan knew clearly that the battle situation was ever-changing, and memory was the most insignificant factor. What mattered was a person's insight and reaction ability.

After Yanyu Tower, her newly-raised pride was shattered again, and she stared at Yi Chi, doubting her life.

Is she really that formulaic?

The tear-mole boy collapsed and yelled at the purple-clothed boy: "I gave you the spirit stone! Why did you listen to her?"

The purple-clothed youth wanted to cry but had no tears: "How could I know it would work? I thought she would definitely fail before casting the spell!"

God knows how disdainful she was when she heard Yi Chi's light words "Qian San, the shadows form a pair"!

Yi Chi had a subtle smile on her face. What a bunch of scum, doesn't she understand their little tricks?

No matter how unwilling to be shocked, the outcome of the battle has been decided.

Jueya's disciple gains +2.

Xi Lingyi's face was so cold that ice chips were falling off.

According to her plan, Jue Ya was to be sealed this year and give way to Bai Xiao Pavilion, but the other party not only received true disciples, but also received single spiritual root inner disciples through the rules she made specifically to humiliate Jue Ya.

Very angry.

Wenren Sejue raised an eyebrow and looked at Chu Yi, "I wonder what the Emperor wants to say?"

Everyone then remembered, yes, Yi Chi won a million dollars by winning this game!

Jealous eyes are bleeding!

Chu Yi fixed his eyes on the lazy Yi Chi below, and smiled bloodily, "Keep going, don't stop."

“It’s worth watching.”

Are you watching a monkey show?

Yi Chi lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

……

Yi Chi had nothing to do in the next two games, until the fifteenth game, when both sword cultivators wanted to join the Northern Sword Sect.

This is also the first time that a collision of options has occurred so far.

then what should we do?

Then choose one of them, Jueya.

Yi Chi lost, so won’t both of them belong to the Northern Sword Sect?

The short boy on the left had a twinkle in his eyes as he made this suggestion, and then said, "How about we each take half of the spirit stones we win?"

It was so suitable that the tall boy nodded immediately.

Everyone thought this was a good idea. After all, at the moment, Yi Chi seemed to be a practitioner of magic, and there weren't even any calluses on his green jade fingers from wielding swords or guns.

The Sword Master of Destruction laughed, "Little guy, how does it feel to be a stepping stone?"

Yi Chi glanced at him and said lightly, "I don't know, but it's quite comfortable when I step on it."

Then he smiled obediently at Mo Huaizun and said, "Master, after returning to Jueya, I want to use the one million I earned in Bingchuan to renovate my cave. What do you think?"

Isn’t that what was earned from the Lord of the Silent Sword?

Mo Huaizun nodded calmly: "Okay."

Jiemie Daozun's face turned green, and he winked at Mirror Blade, "If you can't win within ten moves today, don't say I'm your master when you go out!"

Mirror Blade nodded silently: "Oh, okay."

Seeing his half-dead tone, Lord Jiemie Dao became even more upset.

At the beginning of the competition, both sword cultivators were tough and powerful, as was Mirror Blade, so the command had to be coordinated.

What's more, the tall boy on Yi Chi's side was already on the other side. With the purple-clothed boy's previous experience as a lesson, in order to prevent any accidents, he secretly decided to throw away his brain and do the opposite of Yi Chi.

Sure enough, after just three moves, the tall boy was beaten without any chance to fight back.

He was secretly happy, thinking that this method was the right one.

Seeing this, the crowd who were once again laughing and eating melon seeds were not surprised at all and praised Yi Chi: "Oh wow, you are amazing. You can even survive three moves under the Mirror Blade. You are worthy of being called a genius sister. You are awesome!"

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Is that the credit of the genius sister? It's because the tall boy has a solid foundation that he didn't get killed by the sword."

The anger of the Desolate Blade Master suddenly disappeared, and he laughed loudly, "Little brat, let's see how you can still be so proud this time!"

Xiao Buyi also smiled with relief. He was careless and made a wrong judgment last time. There would be no accidents this time.

Before I could finish laughing, the situation on the field took a sudden turn.

The tall boy, who was about to be forced off the ring by a knife, suddenly slashed to the upper right without any surprise, and hit the short boy right in the chest.

It's such a coincidence that it's like the other party is seeking death.

Very good, a repeat of the confusion in Game 12.

The short man covered his bleeding ribs and said angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't you agree to let me win?"

The tall man grabbed the knife and almost cried, "I didn't listen to her, I did the opposite! Really, you have to believe me!"

Everyone couldn't eat any more melon seeds and was shocked: "What's going on?"

Wenren Sejue's dark red eyes flashed with disdain, "Idiot, what's the difference between being completely opposite and being exactly the same?"

"No, we'll know after we give it a try."

Yes, three moves are enough to reveal the tall boy’s intentions.

That's not right, I can see it, how on earth can you beat Mirror Blade! Do you think you are a sword cultivator Yu Zhiqing who is as famous as him?

Yi Chi waited until these people finished talking, then asked the referee: "Did I win?"

The referee nodded with difficulty.

Yi Chi raised his lips and smiled, but his eyes gradually turned colder, "The rules say whoever wins gets it, but it doesn't say that if you win, you must get it, right?"

Everyone was stunned. What do you mean? You guys at Jueya are so short of people and you still don't want them.